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Confession

Summary:

This is a story of a cyan-haired rapper (who is also a fricking midget) and a hot as hell brunette who are best friends. The rapper has feelings for the tall brunette, today, he's ready to confess.

Notes:

Boyfriend speaks English in this version, deal with it.
This story is in his point of view and takes place around a year and a half after BF and Pico broke up.
If you want a version where BF speaks in beeps and shit, go to the next chapter.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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God, it's been 3 months since I even bothered to talk to my best friend right now, Girlfriend. (Who the hell names their kid th- Oh wait, I have a dumb-ass name too.) It's probably best that I do. She's probably worried sick about me. Best friends stick together after all. (Alright, BF, here we go...) “Hello?” I say. “This is Mr. Dearest, how may I help you?” That doesn’t sound like GF... Probably just her dad or something. “Uh, could I talk to your daughter, Mr. …?” I say, trying to remember that guy's last name. “It’s Dearest, boy. Or girl. I don't know. Anyways, I'll get her on the line.” Mr. Dearest says. Then I hear the voice of the person I was wanting to talk to. “Hello?” GF says to me, “Hello...” I say, embarrassingly. “Boyfriend! Why haven’t you called me! It’s been like 3 months!” She says angrily to me. “I'm sorry, I've been... stressed about something.” “Stressed about what? Your ex?” “No, something else..” “Oh, something else?” “Mhm.” “You can tell me. Even if it’s weird. It will stay with me and only me.” “You promise?” “I promise. Now just tell me.” OK, I’ll be honest. I’ve.. had a crush on GF for like 4 months at this point. She’s just so beautiful. Her eyes are beautiful, her body is beautiful, her boobs... *cartoon-like wolf whistle* You get the point. I’ve been wanting to tell her I “like like” her. But I’ve never gotten to tell her. It’s now or never, Boyfriend. Just do it. “GF…” “Yes, Boyfriend?” “You’re in your room, right?” “Yeah, good guess. What about it?” “Just asking, but that’s not what I want to ask you.” “Alrighty.” “GF. I like you.” “Well, duh. We’re best friends, aren’t we?” “No, I “like like” you.” “Go on..” "I've had feelings for you for a good while now. I'd... want to date you.” “...” Shit.. di-did I say something wrong? “Boyfriend..." "Yes?" "I've had feelings for you too... I just n-never knew if you l-liked m-me bac-k-k..." "Girlfriend, I do love you. I love you so fucking much." "First date tomorrow, then?" "Sure, 'babe'."